The usually peaceful and solemn atmosphere of the Yunlan Sect, nestled in the heart of the Jiama Empire, was shattered. The vast stone plaza was bustling with people, and the atmosphere was heavy. Today, the much-anticipated three-year agreement had come to an end.
Nalan Yanran, the Yunlan Sect's Young Master, who had once disgraced Xiao Yan with a letter of annulment, now lay in a state of disgrace. Her white dress, a symbol of the sect's nobility, was now stained with dust, her hair disheveled, and her delicate features, besides the visible marks of a palm, bore the weight of disbelief and deep humiliation. She had never imagined that three years of arduous training, the immense progress she had supposedly made, would be rendered utterly useless by Xiao Yan's seemingly incomparable strength, utterly shattered in a matter of seconds. Her breathing was erratic, her chest heaving violently, each breath a searing pain. Her once proud eyes were now filled with a sense of bewilderment and deep defeat.
Just when everyone thought the outcome was sealed, a dark green figure appeared like a ghost. Yun Yun, the leader of the Yunlan Sect, her aloof and detached demeanor was shattered by the tense Dou Qi surging through her body. Her cold, deep blue eyes, filled with a complex and indecipherable emotion, gazed at the young man standing in the center of the square, his aura as calm as a mountain. Yun Yun wanted to redeem herself for her beloved disciple, and she also wanted to personally test the depths of Xiao Yan's cultivation over the past three years.
However, after just a few moves, Yun Yun's graceful figure spun a sharp arc through the air, and with a low, muffled groan, her breath suddenly hitched. Her dark green hair fluttered in the wind, her delicate hands pressed tightly against her chest, her snow-white face a pale paleness. A flicker of incredible shock and disbelief flashed across her cold, deep eyes. Her proud fighting skills, the culmination of years of practice, seemed so powerless before the might of Xiao Yan's Buddha's Fury Lotus. She was no match, not even a chance to salvage a trace of dignity! She clearly felt the power within Xiao Yan, unfathomable like an abyss and an ocean, far more powerful than she had imagined!
A dead silence fell over the square. Only the steady sound of Xiao Yan's footsteps rang out clearly in everyone's ears. He did not pursue his victory, nor did he spare a glance at the fallen Nalan Yanran or the struggling Yun Yun. He simply stood there proudly, the Dou Qi swirling around him pulsing like flames, making him appear as inviolable as a god of war. He raised his head, gazing at the distant horizon, his lips curling up in a confident, yet slightly arrogant, smile.
He had won. He had won the three-year agreement and regained his dignity.
Fueled by a seething fighting spirit and the incomparable joy of victory, Xiao Yan didn't hesitate. He spoke no more to any of the sect's disciples, nor did he leave Yun Yun any room for negotiation. It was as if everything behind him no longer mattered; his heart had already flown to the figure he had longed for.
Excitedly, he turned, tapped his toes, and vanished into a shadow, sprinting straight toward the gates of the Yunlan Sect, in the direction of the Xiao family. He wanted to go back. He wanted to share the glory of this victory, first and foremost, with his beloved Xun'er. He wanted to celebrate!
Just outside the Yunlan Sect gates, Xiao Yan, overcome with triumph and eagerness, vanished into the horizon like a shadow. Behind him, the vast stone plaza was left in a dead silence and devastation. Nalan Yanran collapsed to the ground, a disfigured figure. Yun Yun struggled to stay upright, her dark green hair disheveled and her chest heaving violently. The sect disciples recovered from their initial shock, and whispers spread like a tide. Every look was filled with inquiry, confusion, and a hint of unspeakable disappointment.
"Sect Master... Young Sect Master..." A disciple approached cautiously, his eyes filled with worry.
However, Nalan Yanran and Yun Yun seemed oblivious. Yun Yun simply waved her hand, stopping the approaching disciples. Her snow-white face was now stained with not only the blood and fatigue left by the fierce battle, but also a strange, suppressed glow that bordered on excitement. Nalan Yanran also struggled to stand up. Her once luxurious white dress was torn, revealing large areas of snow-white skin. She did not bother to adjust it, but simply bit her lower lip tightly and glanced at the direction where Xiao Yan retreated with complicated eyes.
"From today on, Yanran and I will be in seclusion to reflect on our mistakes. The affairs of the sect will be temporarily handled by the elders, and no one is allowed to disturb us." Yun Yun's voice still carried the majesty of a sect master, but deep within that voice, there was a faint trembling and eagerness that was difficult to suppress. She didn't even give the disciples a chance to ask questions. She pulled Nalan Yanran with her, and in a flash, the two of them rushed straight towards the deepest secret room in the Yunlan Sect. The sect disciples looked at each other, and the discussion became more and more boiling. They just thought that the sect master and the young sect master were ashamed and angry because of the defeat, and were eager to retreat to heal their wounds. However, they didn't know what kind of secret joy and desire were hidden under the hurried steps of the two.
———————— Deep in the Yunlan Sect, in a little-known secret room, the air was filled with the faint scent of ambergris, mixed with an ambiguous, yet distracting warmth. The walls of the secret room were paved with a special soft jade, smooth and warm. In the center, a soft couch, wide enough to accommodate several people, was covered with the finest silk. Zhang Wei lay halfway upon it, his upper body bare, his muscles defined and his skin a healthy, honey-colored hue.
Xun'er, like the most charming of civet cats, reclined upon his broad chest. Her long, flowing hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her tongue entwined with Zhang Wei's. Her delicate face was adorned with a languid, teasing smile. Her slender fingers traced Zhang Wei's toned waist, teasingly tracing his lower abdomen. Finally, with a touch of playfulness, they grasped Zhang Wei's erect, iron-hard cock. Gently, yet with a deadly allure, her fingertips circled the urethra, causing Zhang Wei's enormous member to pulse with even greater excitement.
At that moment, the stone door of the secret chamber opened with a low, muffled sound.
"Bang!"
Immediately afterwards, two disheveled yet eager figures, almost impatient, yet filled with uncontrollable joy and desire, rushed in!
It was Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran!
Their clothes, ripped to shreds during the competition, had not been replaced. Instead, they clung to their exquisitely shaped bodies like medals. Yun Yun's dark green gown was ripped at the shoulder, revealing her round shoulders and snow-white skin. The lapels had also sagged, revealing the outline of her voluptuous figure. Nalan Yanran's white dress was even more disheveled, the hem torn into several strips, revealing her slender and well-proportioned legs. The collar was askew, revealing the alluring curve of her neck. Their hair was disheveled, stained with sweat and dust, yet it didn't diminish the beauty they exuded, a beauty bordering on madness yet filled with intense anticipation.
Their once aloof, noble, and commanding demeanor was now completely gone. Instead, their faces flushed with eagerness, their eyes, once cold and proud, now filled with a fiery, almost devout desire. They didn't even care for the naked embrace of Zhang Wei and Xun'er in the center of the secret room. With a single, excited, yet utterly submissive, plop, they knelt on their knees, unhesitatingly, yet with a gesture bordering on worship, throwing themselves at Zhang Wei's feet.
Like the most docile lambs, their graceful bodies prostrated themselves before Zhang Wei's couch, their tattered clothing unkempt, exposing their snow-white skin and perfect curves to the air in a more direct and alluring manner. Their chests, heaving with eagerness, now pressed against the cold ground, their breaths rasping.
Yun Yun's flushed face, now tinged with shyness yet overflowing with anticipatory excitement, slowly, yet with a trembling touch, lifted. Her icy blue eyes, now gleaming with an unprecedented brilliance, stared intently at me. Her voice, hoarse with intense excitement and anticipation, murmured with a sweet, almost coquettish air:
"Master... Master..."
Her tongue, gently yet with an unspoken desire, licked her dry lips. The excitement caused her usually steady hands to tremble uncontrollably. Slowly, yet with a reverent gesture, she reached for my smooth ankle.
"Did we...did we act...like it?" she asked again, her voice more hurried, with a hint of uncontrollable anticipation, yet filled with expectation. "Xiao Yan knows nothing!"
Her words were filled with an eagerness to claim credit and a desire for recognition. The illusion of "conquest" seemed, in that moment, to be her proudest achievement.
"Master, please grant us a gift..."
Her cold blue eyes were now filled with pleading and longing, like the most thirsty traveler, begging for the nourishment of a gentle rain. Her gaze didn't just linger on Zhang Wei's face. Uncontrollably, yet with a tinge of burning desire, it flickered over Zhang Wei's cock, already erect in Xun'er's grasp. A flicker of undisguised heat flashed in her eyes.
Xun'er felt the cock in her hand, heated even more by their presence, and the clear stream of love juice oozing from its tip. Her smile deepened. Her golden eyes, filled with a hint of knowing cunning and amusement, slowly, yet with a touch of superior mockery, glanced at Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran, who lay prostrate at her feet.
Her slender fingers, now deliberately slowing down, gently, yet with a subtle touch, kneaded the base of Zhang Wei's cock, feeling its powerful throbbing. Her voice, like the sweetest poison, carried a tinge of lazy mockery and amusement to the two women's ears.
"Heh..."
She chuckled softly, a laugh filled with confidence in her control and satisfaction at the scene before her. Her delicate features now held an indescribable allure and triumph.
"Look at these two..."
Xun'er's gaze, like a sharp sword, slashed across Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran one by one, scrutinizing their prey. Her voice, like the gentlest blade, pierced the depths of the two women's souls with a harsh yet ruthless crushing force.
"It's only been a short time... and you've been trained into this state..."
Her words were laced with the utmost mockery. Her tone was as if she were admiring two exquisite works of art, or showing off two of her most loyal pets. The playful amusement in her eyes was frankly jarring.
Xun'er's sweet voice, tinged with a languid smile, gently lifted herself from Zhang Wei's position. Her command was unquestionable, yet filled with utter seduction. Her golden eyes swept over the two alluring yet eager bodies beneath her. The corners of her lips curled slightly, and her tone was gentle yet commanding: "Since you've pleased Brother Xiao Yan, I won't treat you unfairly. Go... have some fun."
Zhang Wei, of course, didn't suppress his desire, feeling the surge of possessive submission and the ultimate thirst for beautiful flesh. Without hesitation, Zhang Wei rose from the couch. His broad chest, scorching with warmth, cast a vast shadow. Slowly, yet with a silent, oppressive air, he approached the kneeling Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran.
They remained in their reverent kneeling position, their tattered clothes framing their graceful forms, their flushed skin faintly visible beneath. The dark green and white fragments hung loosely across their curvaceous bodies, far from concealing them. Instead, they resembled the finest ribbons, revealing their snow-white skin and alluring curves in a way that seemed both veiled and yet profoundly provocative.
Zhang Wei's gaze first shifted to Yun Yun. Her face, made even more alluring by the blush, was now tilted upwards. Her cold, deep blue eyes had long since lost their former coolness, replaced by a watery, pleading, and expectant gaze. Her arms, bruised from blocking during the fight, were now lightly stained with blood, like the most alluring invitation.
Zhang Wei slowly bent down, his tall frame almost completely enveloping her. His gaze traced her tousled dark green hair, then passed over her rounded shoulders, exposed by her struggle, finally resting on a scratch marked with a hint of fresh blood. His tongue, blazing with heat and exploring with utmost aggression, licked the tiny wound.
The warm, moist sensation, a hint of rusty sweetness, instantly exploded on Zhang Wei's tongue. Yun Yun's body trembled slightly, her knees trembling with the sudden stimulation. A suppressed yet alluring moan escaped her: "Hmm..." Without
stopping, his tongue, like the most deft of brushes, traced the wound, painting her smooth, taut skin with exquisite tenderness. His breath, brimming with fervent desire, licked her earlobe, now flushed pink with arousal. Zhang Wei reached out, his slender fingers, with undeniable strength and intense teasing, yanked her tattered collar downwards, then downwards again, ripping it open with a touch of sensual brutality.
"Sizzle!"
The crisp tearing sound was particularly clear in the secret room. Her dark green long dress was now in tatters. The pair of plump and proud breasts that originally hung on her chest were now completely exposed to the air. Her fair skin, scented with ambergris, glowed with an alluring luster. The hot tip of the tongue slid down along her tender neck, slowly licking the depression of her collarbone, and then, with a hint of indescribable greed, finally landed on her pair of round and full breasts!
The warm and moist feeling, coupled with the rough touch of the tongue tip, instantly made Yun Yun's body arch high. Her eyes, which had been tightly closed, suddenly opened due to the extreme pleasure, and her eyes were blurred. Her flushed cheeks were now as red as ripe apples, and she let out intermittent yet utterly seductive moans: "Ah... Master... Ugh... Please..."
His tongue, like the hungriest of vampires, greedily yet with extreme patience, swirled around her areola. Then, he took the crimson nipple, erect with excitement, into his mouth and gently sucked on it. Yun Yun's body was trembling like a sieve. Her previously tense knees could no longer support her, and she lurched forward, her head buried deep in Zhang Wei's abdomen. Her eyes, moist with lust, were now filled with uncontrollable desire. Uncontrollably, yet with a hint of instinctive obedience, her legs slowly, yet with a hint of shyness, spread outward, outward.
Beneath her, her once tightly closed vagina was now like a thirsty bud awakened, its petals slightly opening. Streams of clear, yet richly sweet, vaginal fluid, uncontrollably yet with an intense allure, slowly seeped out from that hidden crevice, soaking the pristine white silk beneath her!
Zhang Wei turned his gaze to Nalan Yanran. Her face was already blood-red, her clear black eyes filled with a watery glint and a hazy gaze. Her slender, delicate body trembled violently with extreme shame and desire. Her long white dress was now ripped to shreds, revealing large expanses of her snow-white thighs and a glimpse of her vagina. She watched Yun Yun's every move, feeling the intense lust and subjugation, her body already burning with envy and anticipation.
He extended his tongue again, carrying the sweet taste of Yun Yun's body fluids, slowly but with extreme temptation, licking Nalan Yanran's lips, which were trembling slightly with excitement. His tongue tip penetrated deep into her mouth, greedily, yet with a hint of playfulness, sending the taste of Yun Yun's blood and body fluids into her mouth in its entirety, yet with a hint of unquestionable aggression!
Nalan Yanran's body stiffened suddenly, her previously clenched jaws suddenly loosening at the sudden invasion. A suppressed, yet utterly seductive, moan escaped her: "Mmm...!"
Her clear, dark eyes sparkled, filled with incredible arousal and humiliation, yet also with a hint of irresistible submission. His tongue swirled in her mouth, her tongue coating, her teeth, her palate—all without exception, sensing the flavor of another woman, the intense invasion of Zhang Wei.
Without stopping, his hands roughly lifted the tattered hem of her skirt, lifting it up again and again, with a brutal yet sensual touch. Her long, shapely legs were instantly exposed to the air. Starting from her lightly scratched calves, his tongue slowly, yet with utmost tenderness, licked up her snow-white inner thighs.
Nalan Yanran's body, now like the most sensitive strings of a harp, trembled violently with every touch of his tongue. Her legs, once tightly pressed together, slowly parted in the intense pleasure, revealing her privates shrouded in white lace panties. His tongue, with a sensual, wet sound, continued its upward motion, finally resting on the edge of her lace panties, feeling the scorching wetness that had already flooded beneath the thin fabric.
Her flushed cheeks were now beaded with sweat, her clear black eyes completely unfocused. Her mouth parted, emitting a staccato, yet intensely seductive moan: "Master... Master... Don't..."
The sound carried a hint of false resistance, yet was filled with utter desire. Her body, however, had already given the truest answer.
Her previously tightly closed private parts were now gushing out like a spring. Clear, yet rich, sweet, and fishy fluids gushed out uncontrollably, yet with an extremely tempting intensity. They soaked her thin lace panties, even flowing slowly and sensually down her thighs, finally converging at her knees!
Zhang Wei's tongue greedily licked the flowing fluids belonging to Nalan Yanran. The fishy-sweet taste, with the purity and charm unique to a young girl, formed an extreme contrast with Yun Yun's maturity and intensity, yet was equally irresistible.
Zhang Wei raised his head and looked at Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran, who were kneeling at his feet, their cheeks flushed, their bodies trembling with extreme pleasure, their private parts overflowing with fluids. Their clothes had already become even more disheveled, almost completely torn into erotic ornaments. From head to toe, they were licked thoroughly, yet with utter greed and relish.
The sweet, savory, and moist essence of their most primal desires, gushing from their bodies, was now fully savored. Their eyes, beyond utter shame and humiliation, were filled with an indescribable sense of utter conquest, a suffocating satisfaction and longing. The rich,
lustful scent permeated the secret room like a substance, a blend of ambergris and the unique sweetness of female body fluids, creating a scene of utter indulgence. Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran, their flushed cheeks, trembling bodies, and gushing streams of sexual fluids, silently announced their utter depravity and thirst. Xun'er's clear golden eyes, with a hint of amusement, quietly regarded Zhang Wei, as if silently urging him to enjoy this hard-earned "gift."
Zhang Wei's scorching gaze fell on Nalan Yanran, who knelt on the ground. Her fragile figure, now rendered even more delicate by excessive lust, looked like a flower waiting to be plucked. Zhang Wei lifted Nalan Yanran's slender right leg and, with undeniable force, stepped upon her snow-white, delicate shoulder.
Nalan Yanran's body trembled violently, her clear black eyes widening and her pupils shrinking at the sudden pressure. She felt the heaviness and power beneath her feet, a silent sense of dominance and conquest. Her delicate body involuntarily sank downward, her fragile shoulders buckling slightly beneath Zhang Wei's feet. Her tattered white dress now strained against the weight of her body, emphasizing her exquisitely curvaceous figure. A suppressed, yet tingling, moan escaped her lips, her flushed cheeks now a blood-red, yet tinged with an indescribable mixture of excitement and humiliation.
Ignoring her trembling, Zhang Wei simply felt the softness and elasticity of the delicate body beneath him. His gaze shifted to Yun Yun. She was watching Zhang Wei's every move intently, her cold, deep blue eyes now filled with blazing desire and submission. Zhang Wei slowly crouched down and reached out. With unmistakable strength, brimming with possessiveness, he grasped her slender waist and lifted her lithe body from the ground.
Yun Yun's body, as if boneless, was held powerlessly in Zhang Wei's air. Her snow-white toes lifted slightly off the ground, her dark green dress now completely tattered, revealing her tall, slender figure in a most voluptuous manner. Her eyes were slightly closed, her flushed face filled with utter fascination and submission.
Without giving her a moment to breathe, his hot breath instantly sprayed over her chest, which rose and fell with excitement. His scorching lips aggressively kissed her soft, moist lips!
"Mmm...!"
Yun Yun's body trembled violently, and a muffled moan, yet filled with intense pleasure, escaped her mouth. Her teeth were clenched tightly in excitement and tension, but Zhang Wei's tongue, with extreme skill and lingering force, pried them open, thrusting deep into her soft, moist mouth, stirring, entwining, and plundering it wantonly!
The tip of her tongue, already trembling from the assault, was forced to entwine with his, making a sticky "tsk tsk" sound. Yun Yun's uniquely cool fragrance, with a hint of maturity, was now greedily inhaled. His strong arms tightly embraced her slender waist, feeling the softness and elasticity of her body, as if he wanted to crush her in his arms.
The kiss was long and intense, filled with the ultimate possession and conquest. Yun Yun's body trembled violently under the domineering kiss, as if it were an electric shock. Her proud and cold demeanor had now been replaced by extreme lust. Her legs, weak and submissive, slumped in the air.
When Zhang Wei's lips finally left her swollen lips, Yun Yun's body, as if losing all support, collapsed to the ground, powerless, yet with a hint of ultimate submission, and fell beside Nalan Yanran. Her cheeks were flushed, her breathing was rapid, and her blue eyes were now filled with a hazy and watery light, as if she had just been fished out of the deep sea, stained with tears as glistening as dewdrops. Her body couldn't stop shaking violently, and the numbness and pleasure emanating from her bones made her unable to even stand. She
looked down at Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran, who were limp in a heap at her feet. Their tattered clothes looked even more obscene in the dim secret room. The fishy and sweet smell of their private parts filled the air, stimulating Zhang Wei's senses. Their flushed cheeks now showed a hint of begging and submission.
Zhang Wei felt the soft and warm touch coming from his ankles. Those pink tongues, with a touch of utter devotion and submission, slowly yet with utter allure, licked and sucked at the smooth ankles, gently yet with a lingering desire, as if savoring the world's most delicious nectar. The rough coating of their tongues caressed the skin, bringing a strange tingling and pleasure. Low, yet utterly needy, whimpers escaped them, as if begging for more "blessings."
Zhang Wei slowly crouched down, gazing down at them from above. The powerful aura of masculinity instantly enveloped them. His hands reached out for their breasts, which rose high in lust.
Nalan Yanran was the first to take hold. With undeniable strength, his fingertips grasped her breasts, not quite full, but still soft enough to hold in the palm of your hand. They kneaded and rubbed them! Her delicate nipples instantly stood erect under his fingertips, tinging an alluring crimson. She let out a suppressed moan of intense pleasure, her body trembling.
His other hand wasn't idle either. His slender fingers, with a scorching heat, slowly traced down Yun Yun's high, full breasts, finally grasping the crimson nipples that stood erect with excitement and rubbing them back and forth. Yun Yun's body trembled violently, and she let out even louder gasps of intense pleasure. Her blue eyes were now filled with a hazy, watery light.
Zhang Wei savored the softness and elasticity of his fingertips, feeling their bodies twitching constantly from the play. The sweet and fishy smell of their private parts was now more intense, stimulating their senses.
There was no stopping. Zhang Wei, with extreme composure, straightened Nalan Yanran's limp body, so that she faced Zhang Wei like a cat with its belly exposed. Zhang Wei's strong thighs rested on her soft and elastic abdomen!
Nalan Yanran's body suddenly sank, and she let out a low moan filled with extreme humiliation and pleasure. Her face felt the heat and roughness of the man. Her originally slender waist now looked even more unbearable under Zhang Wei's heavy pressure.
Seeing this, Nalan Yanran's smile grew even more intense. With a hint of playfulness, her slender fingers pushed Zhang Wei's already erect, iron-hard cock between her plump breasts!
The thick cock, scorching hot, slowly but with intense pressure, sank between Nalan Yanran's soft, supple breasts. The feeling of fullness, tightly encased by her breasts, instantly radiated from his cock, sending a numbing tingle through Zhang Wei.
Nalan Yanran's body was trembling like a sieve. Her flushed face was filled with a hint of extreme shame and humiliation, yet also with unquenchable desire. She felt the intense heat and immense presence of the thick cock between her cleavage, the intense friction and pleasure it brought with each stroke.
Her clear black eyes were now filled with a hazy, watery glint, and a staccato moan of intense pleasure emanated from the depths of her throat. Zhang Wei's body, heavy and powerful, pressed firmly against Nalan Yanran's delicate abdomen. Her clear black eyes were now glistening with intense shame and pleasure, and a low, suppressed moan emanated from the depths of her throat. Zhang Wei felt her soft breasts squeezed and rubbed against his crotch, his thick cock thrusting in and out of her cleavage, each thrust producing a sticky, fleshy sound. Her pink tongue greedily licked and sucked the tip of Zhang Wei's cock, capturing the most primal male flavor in her mouth.
Nalan Yanran's body trembled with intense pleasure, her hands gripping her thighs tightly, her nails digging into her skin. The cum pouring from her vagina had completely soaked the ground beneath her, emitting a rich, sweet, and fishy aroma. Her red lips, slightly parted from hyperventilation, were now dripping with glistening saliva. It flowed down her chin and onto her fair chest, blending with the semen sprayed on her face and the faint traces of lewdness staining her breasts, creating a picture of utter obscenity.
However, Zhang Wei's burning desire to conquer remained unquenched. His gaze shifted to Yun Yun, who lay limp beside him. Her tall, slender figure lay limply beside Zhang Wei, her torn clothes partially covering her, exposing her mature, voluptuous curves to the air in an even more stark manner. Her flushed cheeks still held a lingering blush, and her cold, deep blue eyes were now filled with a hazy, watery glint, filled with pleading and anticipation.
Zhang Wei felt the embrace of Nalan Yanran's breasts beneath his crotch, and the pleasure of his penis being sucked by her tender pink tongue, but a greater and wilder desire arose in his heart.
"Come too."
Zhang Wei's voice was low and magnetic, carrying an unquestionable command and an irresistible temptation. Yun Yun's body trembled violently, and a trace of extreme excitement and obedience flashed in her misty blue eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, she struggled to sit up from her knees with extreme eagerness!
Her long legs seemed a little weak from overuse, but she still tried to slowly open them! The insides of her snow-white thighs shone with an alluring luster under the light, and her already flooded private parts were now constantly oozing clear vaginal fluid, moistening the white silk beneath her.
Zhang Wei slowly lifted himself off Nalan Yanran's body, feeling the sticky friction of his cock as it slipped from her cleavage, and Nalan Yanran's regretful moan as she lost her hold. Zhang Wei's cock, already erect and hard as iron, now dripping with cum and Nalan Yanran's unique body fragrance, stood upright, yet with a scorching heat, in the air, awaiting a new conquest.
With utter composure, Zhang Wei sank the majestic cock between Yun Yun's parted, tender, and elastic legs!
The feeling of being tightly enclosed instantly radiated from his cock. Unlike Nalan Yanran's breasts, Yun Yun's long, beautiful legs now acted like the perfect clamp, enveloping his cock in an extremely tight, yet flexible manner. Feeling the delicate, smooth skin of her inner thighs, and the rich, sweet, fishy fluid gushing from her private parts, instantly soaking the cock,
Yun Yun's body trembled violently, her flushed cheeks now redder than blood, and she let out a suppressed moan filled with intense pleasure: "Mmm... Master... Master..."
Zhang Wei's powerful waist, now imbued with undeniable strength, slowly, yet with extreme teasing, began to thrust back and forth between her legs, back and forth!
"Ah... Master... Mmm... Ah..."
Yun Yun's body, now like the most sensitive strings of a guitar, trembled violently with each thrust. Her slender legs, now tightly clamped around the cock, yet with a hint of instinctive desire, felt the intense friction and fullness between them. The scorching heat from the cock penetrated her tender skin and penetrated the depths of her soul. Her once cool and noble demeanor had been replaced by an aura of extreme lewdness, leaving only suppressed yet alluring moans echoing through the secret room.
Zhang Wei watched the usually aloof and superior Yunlan Sect leader, this goddess seen by outsiders as aloof and noble, now humiliated yet filled with utter submission and desire, kneeling beneath his crotch, using her long, beautiful legs to serve him. That extreme contrast, the pleasure of drawing the sacred down to earth, of trampling the noble beneath his feet, was like the most potent aphrodisiac, instantly flooding his body, intensifying the fire of conquest within him, intensifying and intensifying the wildness of his desire!
Zhang Wei felt the tight embrace of Yun Yun's thighs beneath his crotch, and the constant flow of her sexual fluids from the extreme pleasure. The restlessness within him was uncontrollable.
Zhang Wei's strong waist, at this moment, carried an unquestionable strength. Suddenly, but with a fierce desire to penetrate her completely, he began to thrust harder and harder, but with a hint of eroticism, between her legs, back and forth, back and forth, violently!
"Ah——! Master! It's... so good... um..."
Yun Yun's body suddenly arched high, and she let out a heart-wrenching, yet utterly pleasurable, gasp. Her long, slender legs now tightly clamped the cock. The intense friction and fullness made her breathing quicken. Her cheeks flushed, and beads of sweat dotted her forehead. Her blue eyes were now completely filled with a hazy, watery light, and even sparkling tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.
Zhang Wei felt the extreme tightness and friction of his cock between Yun Yun's legs, and her body twitching constantly from excessive pleasure. The desire to conquer him was like a prairie fire, and he could no longer suppress it. He suddenly grabbed her head, and pulled her face, flushed with lust, close to his crotch!
"Come and relieve my heat!"
Yun Yun's body trembled violently. Without a moment's hesitation, she trembled yet with utter eagerness, opening her rosy, alluring lips and taking the hot, dripping cock into her mouth.
"Mmmmm... Mmmmm...!"
Her mouth was instantly filled with the thick cock, and she let out a muffled whimper. Her delicate features twisted slightly at the sheer size of the cock in her mouth, and her delicate throat, as if blocked, moved violently up and down as if struggling to swallow something.
Zhang Wei felt the intense pleasure of his cock enveloping Yun Yun's soft, warm mouth, wrapped in its wetness. His fingers, with unmistakable possessiveness yet filled with the utmost caress, caressed her dark green hair. The soft strands flowing between his fingertips formed a stark contrast to the intensely lustful slurry in her mouth.
The waist, now filled with undeniable strength, began to thrust back and forth in her mouth with a touch of erotic brutality!
Yun Yun felt the cock's every thrust, the intense pleasure of being sucked in, and the muffled whimpers from the sheer size of the cock in her mouth. Yet, the waist, now filled with undeniable dominance, began to thrust even harder and harder in her mouth!
"Mmm... mmm... cough cough...!"
Yun Yun's body trembled violently, and a choking sob of pain yet intense pleasure escaped from the depths of her throat. The thick cock penetrated deeply, reaching deep into her throat, even touching her tonsils!
The feeling of the cock's perfect embrace deep in her throat, the pleasure of being sucked, fueled the desire to conquer within her. He began to use it in her mouth with all kinds of rhythms and depths, wantonly!
Sometimes he thrust slowly and deeply, feeling the cock's exquisite embrace and sucking deep within her throat; sometimes he thrust rapidly and shallowly, feeling the intense friction and stimulation of the cock in her mouth; sometimes he thrust deeply, causing her delicate throat to choke with pain yet filled with intense pleasure; sometimes he slowly withdrew, her flushed face now filled with utter fascination and a glistening light.
He felt Yun Yun's body tremble from the excessive sucking, and her muffled moans at the immense size within her mouth. Crystal-clear tears welled up in the corners of her cold, deep blue eyes. Her slender hands gripped her thighs tightly, her nails digging into her skin, as if begging for more "blessings."
His waist, like the most precise piston, thrust in and out of Yun Yun's soft, warm mouth, continuously, fiercely, yet rhythmically, with extreme ferocity. Her delicate features were now distorted by the immense size of the cock in her mouth. Her cheeks puffed out, and her delicate throat heaved up and down, emitting whimpers of pain yet filled with intense pleasure. Feeling the cock's intense embrace and sucking deep within her throat, the warm, wet sensation instantly spread throughout her body like an electric current.
"Mmm... Mmm... Master... Master..."
Yun Yun's cold, deep blue eyes had now completely rolled back, leaving only the whites of her eyes cloudy. Deep within her pupils was a utter blur and distraction. Glistening saliva, mixed with love juice, flowed uncontrollably, yet with an extremely alluring intensity, from the corners of her mouth, down her flushed chin, and slowly, yet voluptuously, trickled down, soaking the tattered hem of her dress. Her usually aloof, noble, and untainted goddess image now shattered beneath him.
Feeling the cock wrapped and sucked so intensely, the pleasure continued to mount, unbearable. He suddenly unleashed the long-awaited, hot, sticky semen, with a fierce desire to fill her completely, into Yun Yun's soft, warm mouth without reservation!
"Mmm... cough cough...!"
Yun Yun's body suddenly arched high, a sharp, yet intensely pleasurable sob emanating from the depths of her throat. The warm semen, with a strong, fishy sweetness, instantly filled her mouth, even rushing straight into her nose. Her eyes, rolled back, clenched shut in the extreme stimulation. A mixture of saliva and semen flowed uncontrollably from the corners of her mouth, trickling down her cheeks and soaking her flushed face thoroughly and with extreme lust.
He didn't give her any chance to breathe. With undeniable strength, Zhang Wei's hand grasped her chin, already slick with semen, and forced her mouth, slightly closed by the ejaculation, open with a touch of brutality! His slender finger, with an undeniable command, pointed at her cum-filled mouth.
"Put it out," Zhang Wei's voice carried undeniable authority.
Yun Yun's body trembled violently, and she extended her pink tongue, now smeared with thick semen. The white liquid, now like the most voluptuous medal, glittered on her tongue, wafting a rich, sweet, and fishy aroma in the air. Her eyes, once cold and noble, were now filled with utter shame and humiliation, yet also with an irresistible sense of submission and devotion. She even endeavored to display the semen on her tongue before Zhang Wei, with a touch of flattery, as if begging for more of his "favor."
Zhang Wei gazed at the pink tip of his tongue, smeared with semen, and his fiery gaze shifted to the limp Nalan Yanran. Her delicate body trembled slightly from the breast-fucking, her flushed face now filled with desire and anticipation.
"I haven't seen you two play with each other yet," Zhang Wei said with a hint of mischief. It would be a good idea to let them take the initiative .
The two graceful bodies immediately entangled, the master and disciple, already trained to lust, completely obeying orders.
Nalan Yanran's petite frame was completely dominated by Yun Yun's tall, slender figure. Her long, glossy black hair spread out on the soft couch, her pure face flushed unnaturally, her eyes closed, and she let out small, rapid gasps. Yun Yun's cold, deep blue eyes now burned with lust. Her long, dark green hair cascaded down like a waterfall, covering her and Nalan Yanran's intertwined bodies, yet it couldn't mask the "slurp, slurp" sound of flesh colliding.
Yun Yun's fingers were now firmly rubbing Nalan Yanran's delicate labia. Her slender legs were tightly wrapped around Nalan Yanran's waist, and with each thrust, Nalan Yanran's body arched upward, a sharp moan emanating from her throat. Nalan Yanran's clitoris, repeatedly rubbed by Yun Yun's deft fingers, trembled with stimulation, her love juices flowing between her thighs, forming a lustful pool at their junction.
"Master... Master... Um... Ah..." Nalan Yanran's weak voice was tinged with tears, yet filled with uncontrollable pleasure. Her hands gripped Yun Yun's shoulders tightly, her nails digging deep, as if she wanted to embed herself inside her. Her slender waist swayed violently with Yun Yun's thrusting. The pleasure of being repeatedly rubbed deep in her vagina made her instinctively respond, twisting her lower body, craving deeper and more intense stimulation.
Yun Yun was even more captivated. Her tongue deftly licked the beads of sweat from Nalan Yanran's neck, and her delicate hands reached down, burrowing deep between her buttocks. Her fingertips, drenched in love juices, gently caressed Nalan Yanran's clitoris, swollen from excessive arousal. Her fingertips carefully squeezed the base of her clitoris, each pressure sending a shudder through her body, a nearly uncontrollable moan.
"Yanran... relax... mmm... Master will make you feel even better..." Yun Yun's voice was deep and husky, carrying the magnetic allure of a mature woman. She pressed her body even closer, leaving almost no gap between their bodies. The fusion of her fingers and labia, under her fierce thrusts, produced a rapid, watery sound. Nalan Yanran's pubic hair, completely drenched in sweat and vaginal fluid, clung tightly to their entwined bodies, appearing disheveled and voluptuous. Their vaginal walls spasmed and contracted, tightening around the fingers. In the intense friction, they squeezed each other's pleasure, as if to completely shatter each other's souls and merge them into the abyss of lust.
Zhang Wei's cool fingertips gripped Yun Yun's jaw, forcibly lifting her face, once proud and aloof, now flushed with lust. Without another word, Zhang Wei released Yun Yun's jaw, his large hands sliding down her sweat-soaked waist, forcefully prying her body away from Nalan Yanran. Nalan Yanran let out a low moan of discontent at the loss of support. Without the suction of Yun Yun's fingers, her labia felt a sudden emptiness, and her delicate body slumped limply onto the soft couch.
Zhang Wei's movements were brutal and direct. He half-carried, half-dragged Yun Yun's tall, slender body, bringing her to a sideways kneeling position on the couch. He then pulled Nalan Yanran over as well, maneuvering her slender, delicate figures so that the two, master and disciple, knelt side by side, their hips raised high, forming two alluring, decadent curves. Their knees rested on the soft silk, their chests pressed firmly against the couch, their plump buttocks appearing even more pronounced in this position. Their pubic hair, soaked with cum, and their swollen labia, glistening with an alluring wet sheen in the dim light, lay bare before Zhang Wei's gaze.
Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran couldn't help but tremble slightly in this humiliating and lascivious position, but their bodies, hollowed by lust and their minds tamed, made resistance impossible. They could only gasp helplessly, awaiting the coming, even more violent assault.
Zhang Wei's cock, now poised, veins bulging, its tip gleaming. With the gaze of a predator, he first surveyed the two beautiful bodies before him. He stepped forward, his thick cock, blazing with heat, pressing against Yun Yun's slippery, brimming vaginal opening.
"Mmm...ah..." Yun Yun's body tensed, a high-pitched moan escaping from the depths of her throat. Without mercy, Zhang Wei thrust his hips down, his thick cock thrusting with unstoppable force deep into Yun Yun's vagina, stretched and stretched from excessive use.
"Gulp!" A muffled sound of flesh stretched open, Yun Yun's vagina completely filled. She let out a scream of both pain and ecstasy, her body lurching forward, but Zhang Wei's hands held her hips, forcing her to maintain a raised buttocks position. Her vagina was stretched completely by the rough texture and massive size of the cock, each thrust rubbing against her most sensitive walls, reaching the opening of her womb.
Just as Yun Yun was trembling with pleasure, unable to control herself, Zhang Wei's cock slowly withdrew halfway from her, making a gurgling sound. Then, with a twist of his waist, the remaining penis, like a dragon, carried the remaining fluids from Yun Yun's vagina and pressed directly against Nalan Yanran's vaginal opening, still swollen and dripping with juices from her master's recent play.
"Ah...!" Nalan Yanran's delicate body trembled violently as she felt a foreign object, hotter and thicker than Yun Yun's fingers, thrust relentlessly against her vagina. Zhang Wei gave her no time to prepare. With a resounding "puff," his thick cock slid unimpeded deep into Nalan Yanran's vagina with unstoppable force.
Nalan Yanran's vagina was already delicate, and despite Yun Yun's training, the entry of such a thick cock still caused her to feel a sharp, tearing pain. However, the excruciating pain was fleeting, immediately overwhelmed by the overwhelming sense of fullness and the surging pleasure. Her body arched sharply, and she let out a moan even sharper and more helpless than Yun Yun's.
Now, Zhang Wei's cock was like a venomous snake slithering through the flowers, thrusting fiercely deep into Yun Yun's vagina, then withdrawing halfway with a sticky, wet sound, then reversing direction and thrusting fiercely into Nalan Yanran's. His waist swung back and forth between the two raised bodies in a wild and rhythmic motion, driving his thick cock back and forth between the two wet and lustful vaginas, pumping in and out without restraint.
"Mmm... Master... Ah... Too deep...!" Yun Yun's moans were fragmented and high-pitched, the walls of her vagina chafed from the repeated thrusts of the cock, yet she was overwhelmed by the pleasure that penetrated her bones. Her hips rocked violently with each of Zhang Wei's thrusts, white fluid and vaginal fluid gushing from her vagina, coating her dark green pubic hair.
"Oooooh... Ah... Master... I... I can't hold it anymore...!" Nalan Yanran cried out, her vagina spasming violently with each penetration, and turbid, pinkish vaginal fluid oozing from her delicate vaginal opening. Her body limp as a puddle of mud, her hands weakly supporting the soft couch, unable to support her trembling and convulsing bodies from the repeated thrusts of the cock.
Both women's bodies trembled violently under Zhang Wei's frantic thrusts, their vaginas swollen and red from the repeated thrusts of the cock, their vaginas overflowing with fluid. The moans emanating from their throats, from initial shameful resistance to the ultimate abandon, were filled with the despair and pleasure of being conquered. They were completely unable to support themselves, and could only allow Zhang Wei's cock to writhe within their vaginas, driving them deeper and deeper into the abyss of lust.
Zhang Wei's cock, like a blazing steel spear, raced through Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran's side-by-side pouting vaginas with a wild and precise rhythm. His powerful waist, like a tireless piston, pumped back and forth between the two wet, warm holes. Each thrust was like thunder and lightning, causing them to convulse and release a series of broken moans.
"Ugh...ah...Master...don't..." Yun Yun's moans had become hoarse and weak, her arms shaking violently from the prolonged support and the extreme impact. The muscles in her slender arms were tense, veins bulging. Each violent thrust of the cock sent a tingling and weakening sensation from the depths of her vagina straight up her spine. Nalan Yanran had already broken down into tears. Her delicate body, thrashed by the thrusts of his cock, swayed like willow catkins in the wind, powerless to resist.
"Pah! Pah! Pah!"
The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, the splattering of sexual fluids, and the broken sobs of the two women as they were fucked to the utmost, woven into a lewd symphony. Zhang Wei's cock plowed through their bodies, leaving behind a trail of lewd white fluids with each pullout. Each time he pulled out, it spurted forth a stream of turbid, white fluids, staining their sweat- and fluid-soaked pubic hair completely white, clinging to their skin with a sticky, even more lewd appearance.
Finally, Yun Yun's arms, tensed to the limit, could no longer withstand Zhang Wei's repeated, ferocious thrusts. She let out a moan of despair, tinged with intense pleasure, her arms suddenly giving way, and her body, unable to support itself, fell forward. Her chest slammed hard against the soft silk couch, squeezing and deforming her ample breasts. Her delicate cheeks were pressed against the cold surface by the violent impact. A few strands of wet hair were scattered messily, even staining the obscene water on the couch.
However, even though her upper body was completely limp, her hips still arched high from inertia and the powerful thrust of the penis. Her labia, swollen from manipulation, remained completely exposed, accepting Zhang Wei's endless penetration. She instinctively contracted her vagina, trying to clamp tighter around the cock that was pounding inside her, trying to squeeze out every last bit of pleasure.
Nalan Yanran followed closely behind. Her body, already more delicate than Yun Yun's, had long since been emaciated by Zhang Wei's relentless assault. Her slender arms finally lost their strength, and her body tumbled forward like a kite with its string cut. Her chest and face pressed firmly to the ground, her soft breasts rubbing against the couch, her delicate face rubbing against the silk, and she let out a low, suppressed moan.
But even so, as if pulled by an invisible force, her hips remained raised high, offering her vagina, already swollen from the constant thrusts of the cock. Her vaginal walls were stretched to the point of buckling under the cock's thrusts, and each thrust of Zhang Wei's thrusts repeatedly rubbed her clitoris, causing her to let out intermittent, almost death-like moans.
Now, both master and disciple were fucked to the point of their arms giving way, their chests and faces pressed to the ground, yet they maintained their most lewd posture, their hips raised high, ready to be fucked. Their bodies were completely reduced to Zhang Wei's playthings, his fiery cock plunging in and out of their vaginas, draining away the last vestiges of sanity and dignity, leaving only lust and moans echoing through the tainted chamber.
Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran's bodies, stripped of all dignity, were stripped of all dignity beneath Zhang Wei's cock. Their once regal and elegant figures were now completely prostrate, their chests and cheeks pressed firmly against the soft couch, leaving only their hips raised high, a display of utter lewdness in the dimly lit chamber.
Their breasts, pressed against the floor, were squeezed by gravity into a breathtakingly erotic form. Yun Yun's plump, full breasts were pressed into a rounded, alluring shape, her nipples pressed tightly against the couch, almost feeling the slight coolness beneath the thin fabric of her clothing. Nalan Yanran's relatively small breasts appeared even more delicate, yet equally squeezed into a captivating curve. From the side, her hips, trembling slightly with each breath, and her flattened chest formed a stark contrast of allure. Their bodies, like two erotic paintings being repeatedly caressed, every inch of their flesh screamed with the debauchery and allure of being violated.
"Mmm... mmm... ah..."
Their moans were now indistinct, choked with the shattering, agonizing pleasure of intense pleasure. The sounds escaped their lips pressed against the couch, hoarse and muffled, yet tinged with a sensuality that pierced their souls. Occasionally, when Zhang Wei's cock rammed into the most sensitive spot deep within their vaginas, the muffled moans would rise in a split second, escalating into a tearful, piercing scream, then smothered deep in their throats, leaving only a tiny, kitten-like whimper.
The muffled gasps, coupled with the thrusts of his cock, inflamed Zhang Wei's desire like scalding oil, instantly igniting it to its peak. The "puff, puff" of his cock deep within their vaginas, the slapping sound of flesh against flesh with each impact, blended wonderfully with their suppressed moans, forming a symphony of the most primal and thrilling. The sounds, the gestures, inextricably stimulated Zhang Wei's nerves, driving him to a frenzy he had never experienced before. His cock swelled purple, veins bulging beneath his crotch, each thrust carrying the fierce, unwavering desire to penetrate them completely.
"Very good...!" Zhang Wei's breathing grew heavier. His thick, long cock began to race even more fiercely within Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran's vaginas, slick with their vaginal fluids and white juices. No longer content with mere penetration, he plunged into their depths with a cathartic rage and pleasure.
He first thrust violently into Yun Yun's vagina, sending her already limp body sliding forward. Her soft breasts rubbed slightly red against the couch, but that didn't change the way her hips arched. Then, he quickly withdrew his cock, and with a sticky, wet sound, he thrust it hard into Nalan Yanran's vagina. Nalan Yanran's vaginal walls had completely relaxed under the repeated thrusts of his cock, offering no resistance, allowing the hot shaft to freely move in and out, stirring up more vaginal fluid and white juice.
Under Zhang Wei's frenzied thrusts, the two women's bodies were like two puppets drained of desire, passively enduring. Their vaginas were repeatedly stretched and filled by his cock, each penetration causing them to tremble violently. Their pubic hair, soaked with sweat and fluid, clung to their private parts, leaving them matted and filthy. They had completely lost the strength to resist, only letting out inarticulate moans of despair and utter submission, completely lost in the abyss of lust.
Zhang Wei's cock, careening freely through the two limp bodies, now radiated with the fervor of a conqueror. He gazed down at Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran, their chests pressed against the couch, their breasts squeezed into erotic, blurry shapes. Their muffled gasps mingled with the puffing sounds of his cock thrusting in and out, creating a voluptuous symphony. This spurred Zhang Wei's lust like a flood, uncontrollable. He thrust his hips down, stirring his cock deeper into their vaginas with even greater frenzy.
In the center of this utterly voluptuous chamber, a photographic stone embedded in the wall quietly lit up with a faint glow. It was a video Zhang Wei had specially selected, and clear images began to play silently within the chamber—the scene of Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran battling Xiao Yan together at the Yunlan Sect's meeting.
In the video, Yun Yun wore the robes of a sect leader, her long, dark green hair tied high, untouched by a speck of dust. Her gaze was as sharp as a drawn sword, radiating the cold pride and majesty of a peerless powerhouse. Every strike carried the force of thunder, her figure ethereal and her aura aloof. Back then, she was the revered leader of the Yunlan Sect, the embodiment of strength and nobility, her brow etched with an untouchable, cold, and unyielding aura.
Beside her, Nalan Yanran, though still young, also wielded a longsword, her long, black hair dancing in the wind. Her clear eyes were filled with tenacity and pride, and every move was imbued with the sharpness of wind-attributed Dou Qi. Facing her formidable foe, Xiao Yan, her gaze was resolute, her posture erect, radiating the confidence and indomitable spirit of a gifted young woman. The two of them stood side by side, their fighting spirit brimming, their eyes radiating the pride and unquestionable aloofness of the Dou Qi Continent's formidable masters.
This scene contrasted sharply with the lewd scene before her, where Zhang Wei's cock repeatedly penetrated her.
In the secret room, Yun Yun proudly brandished her sword in the video, but in reality, the hands that once wielded the sword now clung weakly to the couch, unable to support her trembling upper body. Her chest pressed against the ground, her breasts squeezed and deformed, and Zhang Wei's cock pounded deep within her vagina, oozing white fluid. Her once aloof face was now drenched in sweat and lust, leaving only helpless moans and a shattered expression of lustful play. Her eyes had completely lost the sharpness they had in the video, replaced by a blur of confusion, resignation, and endless debauchery.
Similarly, in the video, Nalan Yanran thrust her sword, her eyes fierce, but in reality, Nalan Yanran's body similarly slumped on the couch, her delicate cheek pressed to the ground. Her once clear and proud eyes were now half-closed, moist at the corners, and a muffled gasp escaped her throat. Her vagina was numb from being fucked by Zhang Wei's cock, and she could only contract and tremble instinctively, allowing the hot meat pole to gallop freely inside.
Zhang Wei's cock accelerated and thrusted in and out of their vaginas, which were soaked with their vaginal fluids. Each of his fierce penetrations seemed to carry the afterimage of the arrogance and majesty in the image, and fucked them deeper into depravity. In the image, they were arrogant and proud daughters of heaven, but now, they were just extremely lustful women who were completely conquered by his cock. This huge contrast made Zhang Wei's desire for conquest reach its peak. He fucked the two bodies below him almost greedily, feeling the ultimate fall from soul to body.